"Damn it!" Miki Kashiwagi raised her head from a three-tiered lunch box and smacked her thigh in vexation.
"……What is it?" Sakiko Toyokawa once again verified the ironclad rule that people smile when they are utterly speechless.
This unreliable adult had been acting high-strung all day. Just this morning, she had proudly swaggered in front of her holding a lunch box a whole layer thicker than her own, and then at lunchtime, she had inexplicably hung from the door frame doing pull-ups—which were really just hanging there, unable to even manage three in a minute.
Chapter 55